Jinyu Dynasty 7 Quenching Mirror

A figure appeared by the window.

Xuan Huaifeng grinned through the car window and asked him, "Can I come out now?"

Bai Xuelan said, "Come out, I'll follow you."

He said and stretched out his hand.

With his help, Xuan Huaifeng easily went out from the car window, sniffing the cold air, but there was still a smell of blood inside.

Adjutant Sun is not good at fighting. He didn't know where he was hiding just now, but now it's time for him to show off. He hurriedly came out of his hiding place and directed Song Ren and the remaining guards to take care of the wounded and pack things.

With him around, Bai Xuelan didn't care about anything, she only held Xuan Huai's style in mind.

Seeing that his arm was wrapped with a piece of cloth, and the cloth was stained with blood, Bai Xuelan frowned suddenly, as if she was very angry at Xuan Huaifeng, "You don't make people worry."

Knowing his temper, Xuan Huaifeng quickly comforted him, "The broken glass is not serious."

Bai Xuelan was still unhappy, "Whether it's serious or not, do you have the final say?"

Wanting to ask someone to take the externally applied ointment, I just raised my eyes and looked around, then fell silent again.

For some good medicines, Bai Xuelan usually ordered someone to sort out a small box for Xuan Huaifeng.Back to Shandong this time, the small medicine box is naturally in the luggage.

However, in this chaotic situation, where can I find it for a while, not to mention Xuan Huaifeng's minor injury, even the serious gunshot wound suffered by those guards, they can only grit their teeth and endure it.So Bai Xuelan just kept silent, took Xuan Huaifeng to a corner, sat down next to him, and asked him, "Where did you hide your Layton 520?"

Xuan Huaifeng looked at him in surprise.

He fired a few shots in the chaos and knocked down the people on the hillside. Later, when he saw the bandits retreating in fright, he quickly put the gun back where it was, pretending it was nothing to do with him.

The purpose is to fear that Bai Xuelan will find out and get angry again.

Bai Xuelan said, "The batch of arms that robbed the Americans was shared with Ms. Han. The number of Bott IV and Riemann rifles is not bad. Only this Layton 520 with a scope is very rare, and I only divided it. Up to five. This time I brought four, and I want to go home to honor my father and uncle. You can choose."

While speaking, he unfolded the right palm that Xuan Huaifeng had been trying to hide.

On the palm of his hand, there were traces of gunpowder burns caused by continuous shooting.

Xuan Huaifeng blushed inexplicably, as if he had done something private but was discovered, and looked at Bai Xuelan with a trace of vigilance, fearing that he would suddenly get angry.

However, Bai Xuelan didn't mean that.

Lowering her head, she breathed warmly into his burned palm.

Bai Xuelan said, "Without you, I would die here today."

When Xuan Huaifeng heard him say this, not only was he not proud, but because he mentioned the word death, he remembered how many bullets had grazed Bai Xuelan's skin just now, and he was full of fear.

Bai Xuelan asked, "I'm just wondering, when did your American classmate secretly give you a Layton 520? Why did you keep it from me when you wanted to practice the gun? The sharp gun just now has not been practiced for a long time. Can't get it out."

Xuan Huaifeng's palm, which he kept breathing, gradually began to itch slightly. He couldn't help but retracted his hand, and said in a low voice, "I haven't practiced before. The last time I talked with White about business, he introduced some new weapons to me. , one of them is this Layton 520. I was instructed by the expert he brought, and I fired two shots, but the shots were not very good. Today, I can only say that I hit the right shot.”

Bai Xuelan was extremely surprised, "Is this the real thing? If you hit it right on the wrong side, one shot is probably possible. But it's a miracle that you hit every shot from such a long distance. It turns out that you are really an angel sent by heaven to protect me. of."

The latter sentence is very gratifying.

Xuan Huaifeng became embarrassed, and his voice was lower, "Not every shot was hit. I shot six shots on the slope, and only hit four. The remaining two quickly found cover. If I want to shoot again, they have already shot." No more."

Bai Xuelan was taken aback for a moment, and laughed heartily.

The people nearby who were cleaning up the mess suddenly heard the laughter and couldn't help casting their eyes over.He thought to himself, with Adjutant Xuan around, the Chief is always in a good mood.

The military uniform on Song Ren's body was stained with dust and blood, and it was terribly dirty. He strode over boldly and reported to Bai Xuelan, "Chief, I have seen it from the front. Those sons of bitches blew up the railroad tracks, and the train stopped. What happened. Some of the carriages in front were turned into rotten iron, and the corpses inside could not be seen. Many passengers were killed and injured, crushed to death, crushed to death, and those who bought tickets for open-top wooden carriages. Not to mention. These bastards, it's time to light up the sky lanterns!"

When Xuan Huaifeng heard that this train still had open-top carriages, his heart sank.

Ordinary trains are divided into first-, second- and third-class carriages. If you want to be cheaper, you can buy a standing ticket.

But after all, there are some poor people who can't even afford standing tickets, but they have to travel far in order to make a living.

Thus, there was the appearance of this extremely cheap open-top wood veneer carriage.The body abandons the expensive metal sheets and uses cheap wooden boards, and even the wooden board that protects against wind and rain on the head is omitted, which is called an open top.

When the weather is sunny and sunny, it may be considered spacious and bright, but it’s freezing cold today, and it’s snowing. One can imagine the pain and suffering of sitting in this carriage.

What is even more unfortunate is that bandits blow up the railway tracks again.

Under the huge momentum of the train derailment, how can the thin wooden carriage protect the flesh and blood inside?

Just now, I don't know how many families have suffered a catastrophe, life and death.

Bai Xuelan snorted softly, squinted her eyes and said, "I haven't been back for several years, and the bandits are so rampant. Even dare to blow up the train, what else can't you dare to do?"

Then he asked Song Ren, "Have you found anything else?"

This question caused Song Ren to misunderstand.

Song Ren's black and red face was full of shame, and his voice was low, like a dull bell, "I'm useless. I sent a few brothers out to look for them, but they didn't find any reinforcements. I figured, Probably he is a chivalrous man who only helps and does not seek fame. I have heard from the elders that there are such chivalrous men in the rivers and lakes of Shandong."

"Reinforcement?"

Bai Xuelan was taken aback for a moment, then she understood, she couldn't help but cast a glance at Xuan Huaifeng beside her, and asked Song Ren amusedly, "Do you think those people on the hillside were attacked by reinforcements from outside?"

Song Ren asked, "It's not from outside, is it from our side? No, it's 900 meters away. Even when the old man was young, he didn't have such accuracy. Besides, he didn't shoot from such a long distance."

Bai Xuelan smiled.

Song Ren asked in surprise, "What? Does the chief think that it was our side that fought? No way!"

Bai Xuelan was about to speak, but Xuan Huaifeng took the lead and said to Song Ren, "Don't worry about those knights now, these people are dying and injured all over the place, you have to act quickly. Just go about your business."

Song Ren agreed and strode away.

Bai Xuelan waited for him to leave before asking Xuan Huaifeng, "Are you trying to hide your clumsiness?"

Xuan Huaifeng said calmly, "I've already said it, this is a crooked attack, probably God sees your life as undeserving. If you say it seriously now, I'm afraid Song Ren will regard me as a sharpshooter, but I understand in my heart, I am not a sharpshooter. If I put a target in front of me, 500 meters away, I may not be able to hit it with a Layton 520. I obviously don’t have such a skill, so don’t let me bear such a false name.”

Bai Xuelan thought for a while, and then said, "That's right, shooting a gun from such a long distance is not just a good aim, I heard that you also need to be able to calculate the wind direction. Since you haven't practiced specially, it can be seen that today is blessed by God. No, it is The God of the sky who sent you here couldn't bear your sadness when I was beaten to death by the bandits, so this surprise came."

As he spoke, he smiled again.